Our End and Our Beginning
At the usual road back home, I suddenly looked up at the usual sky; for some reason, it looked different from that time- oh yesI wonder if I've been able to become a bit better... no, I guess not. It's still the everyday where I can't laugh rightThe friend from the old times stopped taking risks. Well of course, he's a fine father nowMe, who in my room had a face as if I was dying, is now able to sing songs like this
I'm standing because of my friends, I can walk because of my familyI'm alive because of youI don't want to say "Thank you", but
Someday we'll be apart, even then I want to be laughingTo insist that the even past where I was depressed was correct, I want to be laughingWith just that, the dreams that weren't fulfilled simply becomes sceneries that passed byIn the end we wave these empty hands at each otherFilling with tears our eyes that couldn't even find the answer, saying goodbyeDon't be sad; this is the startline, our end and the beginning
This world is not a very beautiful thing, butThere's no reason to hurry and exit it so soonThe world betrays our trust time and again, butSometimes we can meet some happiness that we didn't expect
I pride myself on being betrayed; it's the proof that I tried to believeThe more I doubted, I lostI don't want to say "I'm hurt", so
Whatever happens from now on, we want to be running without looking backTo insist that the yesterday where I tripped was also a run-up, I want to run and liveWith just that, our memories that can't be laughed at turns to comedic storiesAt that time, with the knees that finally gave in, we sped through the darknessAt that time, wanting to grasp something certain with the palm of the hands that gripped the sandYou understand; this is the startline, our end and the beginning
The days pass, the years pass, the beloved people pass- we have to hurry, we have to hurry; being a bit impatient, stumbling,It's over, I can't move anymore- even as we're crouched down the time passes. Thinking, thinking, and then finally I acknowledge myselfI stand up, start running, at the time I looked up at the usual sky- it looked different from that time, I'm living the future from that dayI don't want to waste it all, there were no mistakes; the one who's supporting me now, is the me who broke down that day
"Thank you" and "I love you", I don't understand that stuff but I want to be singingTo insist that you who believed in me was correct, I want to be singingIt's just that; the thing that pushes me forward, is the face of you rejoicingWith the arms that I kept extending that time, I play the guitar loudlyWith the mouth that couldn't say anything that time, screaming out a stupid songAlways, this place is the startline, our end and the beginning.